13 November 2012
Woodland surrounds the house, the wind making the leaves rattle like the sea. There was one light appearing from room to room flickering, the trees grew ever more restless with the wind and roared more with each windy breath.
The light was down stairs now, the wolves started to howl, a old woman appeared outside her house and sat with the candle that was the light in the house she had placed it in a lamp.
She was sat waiting, the wolves sat on the edge of her garden watch her, and the wolves knew she was watching them. She closed her eyes, looking back on her memories of the life she had led.
The alpha male wolf started walking to her slowly and sat a foot away from where she was. "I wondered when you'd come back home" she said without opening her eyes, the wolf looked as if it was smiling at her, it yellow eyes locked onto her. "What can I do you for?" She asked the wolf.
The wolf padded up to the woman, and wrapped its teeth around her dressing gown and started to tug at her, " alright, you don't need to rush me." She stood up opened her eyes and followed the wolf deep into the forest.
Our story starts far away from the old woman's house, to a man called Cole, he was average in height, body and in looks, but it was his personality that interested people, not that he didn't have one, he dreamed of only having one personality but he had three.
The first personality was him Cole, the second was his past life called "Tom" and the third was his next life's soul a woman called "Lucy".
He didn't mind Tom too much, but because Cole had never had an experience with a woman, well ever, plus Lucy didn't seem like to being in a mans body.
So Cole was in a predicament, but managed to make it into his mid twenties without much of a mishap. Well until the start of this story.
Cole awoke to Lucy's whining in his head "shut up Lucy" he said aloud, he shuffled out of bed and continued into his bathroom. He looked into the mirror and saw Tom stood behind him, this was normal, because Lucy had not existed in her own body she could not do this. "Morning Tom" he said to the reflection, the grey haired bearded old man waved.
Tom couldn't answer aloud, only in Coles head, they both over the years came to the understanding that Tom can only take control of Coles body when Tom wanted to make food. Cole could never make a Turkey sandwich like him, Coles friends found all of the personalities odd but their love for their friend out weighted any weirdness he admitted.
Today was different, today a wolf arrived at his door.
Alts Chapter 1 • Opuss № I